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super star ultra - saunjay lyrics

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at the barneys they follow us around
right now i got a bag when i’m walking out
told him you my bro yeah you reaching out
want these racks i don’t care bout no clout
i get the cash it’s not in my account
just sold a feat made some money on the couch
said i wouldn’t be sh*t now they mad like ouch
trynna pay utilities live in a house
are you feeling me baby can you let me know now
right now yeah its never or now
skate to the b*tch no bussing
i’m with my bros i ain’t at no function
love to assume they making assumptions
red raf simons like they was blushing
yeah lately i been missing what we had
when i’m feeling down just think about what i have
gotta pick mysеlf up cause the world keep moving fast
gotta get up off my ass
yеah fake friends leave em in the past
setting trends yeah you still stuck on the last
speeding in my lane i don’t care if i crash
i gotta get this sh*t my own took your mom racks went to saks fifth
use to send my sh*t to voicemail now you hit my line what happened
i be out here working everyday like its a habit
h*llo kitty on my wrist pink diamonds ain’t no patek
doja covered up in a sweet aromatic
can’t let one b*tch have me yea i know these b*tches acting
never had sh*t walking out the store
cut that b*tch of like a domino
riding round smoke the finest dro
only trust a few like leave me alone
at the barneys they follow us around
right now i got a bag when i’m walking out
told him you my bro yeah you reaching out
want these racks i don’t care bout no clout
i get the cash it’s not in my account
just sold a feat made some money on the couch
said i wouldn’t be sh*t now they mad like ouch
can’t let one b*tch have me yea i know these b*tches acting
never had sh*t walking out the store
cut that b*tch of like a domino
riding round smoke the finest dro
only trust a few like leave me alone
at the barneys they follow us around
right now i got a bag when i’m walking out

i gotta get this sh*t my own took your mom racks went to saks fifth
use to send my sh*t to voicemail now you hit my line what happened
i be out here working everyday like its a habit
h*llo kitty on my wrist pink diamonds ain’t no patek
doja covered up in a sweet aromatic
can’t let one b*tch have me yea i know these b*tches acting
never had sh*t walking out the store
cut that b*tch off like a domino
riding round smoke the finest dro
only trust a few like leave me alone
at the barneys they follow us around
right now i got a bag when i’m walking out
told him you my bro yeah you reaching out
want these racks i don’t care bout no clout
i get the cash it’s not in my account
just sold a feat made some money on the couch
said i wouldn’t be sh*t now they mad like ouch
trynna pay utilities live in a house
are you feeling me baby can you let me know now
right now yeah its never or now
skate to the b*tch no bussing
i’m with my bros i ain’t at no function
love to assume they making assumptions
red raf simons like they was blushing

gotta get up off my ass
yeah fake friends leave em in the past
setting trends yeah you still stuck on the last
speeding in my lane i don’t care if i crash
i gotta get this sh*t my own took your mom racks went to saks fifth
use to send my sh*t to voicemail now you hit my line what happened
i be out here working everyday like its a habit
h*llo kitty on my wrist pink diamonds ain’t no patek

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